Update On the Disney/Pixar Situation

Looks like Lasseter & Co. have already begun to clean things up around the Mouse House. First thing to go? The ill-advised Pixar-less Toy Story sequel.

(Discovered via Looking Closer.)

For those who love/hate Disney...

Further evidence of my inherent weirdness: When I read the first item in today's FilmChat Newsbites (especially the part about John Lasseter's future position), I wanted to cry with joy.

There's Still Time!

There's still time to submit a list of you twenty favorite songs! Better make it quick, though, February 2nd is coming up fast!

Draft

It is, of course, far too late to post any kind of "Top Ten" list for the year 2005. That's why this list of my favorite gifts of 2005 only has nine items! Because there's no rule for "Top Nine" lists, right? These highlights are roughly in the order that they happened (hard to put them in any kind of exact order since some of these overlap). Here they are:

1. Reestablishing friendships
Because of the move back to Oregon I got to move beyond superficial relationships with many childhood friends, people at church, family members and the like. A definite highlight.
2. Graduation
Of course, moving has its price too (besides back trouble), and the time spent with those who came up to celebrate my day of liberation, uh, I mean accomplishment was a time of wonder for me.
3. Camp
4. TruthQuest
5. Meeting Jeff and Anne Overstreet
6. Meeting Albert and Elric
7. My birthday
8. Meeting Steve Taylor
9. Trip to Tennessee and Colorado

Ecclesiastes 7:2

Dear God,

You say that it's better to be in the house of mourning than the house of rejoicing. Well tonight I'm mourning myself, the things I've done. I'm in mourning for the lustful, ego-driven life I have lived, for my selfishness and for my hate of You. For the manipulation I've used. For jealousy. For raping the souls of my friends. For the hate shown and love withheld. For sacrificing everyone I've loved on the alter of my Self. For the blackness I've spilled or ejected or spewed onto the world. For the lies I've told and the people I've killed. For the girls I've raped and the people I've mowed down.

God, restore me to you. I can't stay in this darkness any longer. God, thank you for your light and you love.

In Jesus' name,

Amen

Little Big Things

Thanks, guys for letting me take a little time to reflect and evaluate, ponder and consider. God's been showing me some things lately and maybe we can work through some of them together, but for now I'll just be trying to keep up with school, though I might throw you a few crumbs here and there. Anyway, thanks again for you patience!

Gone Thinkin'

Magical Mystery Poem # 4

Can you guess who wrote this poem? (If the guessing comes hard then you may use any resources you want - except for the internet.)

The world is charged with the grandeur of God.

It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;

It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil

Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?

Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;

And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;

And wears man's smudge and shares man's smell: the soil

Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.



And for all this, nature is never spent;

There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;

And though the last lights off the black West went

Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs--

Because the Holy Ghost over the bent

World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.

Installment Twenty Three...

“Even in literature and art, no man who bothers about originality will ever be original: whereas if you simply try to tell the truth (without caring twopence how often it has been told before) you will, nine times out of ten, become original without ever having noticed it.”

-C. S. Lewis

High-larious Adventures! Masquerade Humor! Me!

I've finally added some more words to my new post at My Old Sketchbook. Seriously, if I could, I would write things like this all day.

Epoch

Tuesday's Child (also known as Eucharisto's sister) is posting again. (Hooray!) I hope she can finally make a habit out of this; she is one of the few bloggers I know who is also really a writer. So it's a joy to read her stuff. You should check it out. (Get it, guys? A joy? Her blog is Take Joy? Get it? And her sister, eh - oh, never mind.)

Holy Syllabus, Batman! or The Amazing True Life Adventures of A Homeschooled MK Turned College Student!

Dear Citizens of the Free World,

I was going to update you on how my life as a college student is going, but it's breakfast time, and my stomach takes priority.

Love,

Foolish Knight

A Post-Holiday Post Of Little Or No Importance, Which Contains a Photo That The Foolish Knight Finds Amusing

Did you have a good Christmas and New Years? I'm still recovering from mine (in a good way), and don't expect to post anything else on this blog this week. But don't worry, I'll be back before you can spit. In the meanwhile, why not treat yourself to a viewing of Serenity, put on a record of Sufjan Stevens (whose name I now pronounce your way, Eucharisto) or read The Great Divorce or The Elements of Style or something like that? (I guarantee that you'd have more fun doing any of those things than reading this blog, anyway, even if I was posting.)

Or you could clean your room, which is what I need to do.

If you're looking for a good time...

Then you could visit Her Royal Majesty Brings Forth the Bread over at her blog and get advice from the Love Doctor (who has helped me with a heartbreak or two). What's that you say? Your love-life is fine but your life as a cinephile is going nowhere? In that case I recommend this list of Jeffery Overstreet's favorite films of 2005. Good reading that.

Can't have enough articles on U2 and God, right? Here's one served up by Chuck Colson's ministry, BreakPoint.

Other random items:

Jeffery Overstreet has a new hero.

Eucharisto has a new blog.

LarkNews has a new issue.

Sister Ames (the Baptist Nun) writes up a storm.

Plus!

Brokeback Mountain considered.

Blue Like Jazz discovered.

Masquerade attended! (Here, and here.)